Kids

“It rained on our scheduled Pony League baseball photo day, but rather than reschedule photos for a more suitable day, the photographer decided to power forward and move things indoors … or more specifically, set up the shots in the messy, drab, completely inappropriate pavilion next to the field. So instead of home plate, there’s now a dirty crumpled up paper towel at my feet. A picnic table doubles as the catcher, and the only thing the concrete wall in the background is stopping is my shadow. Due to a lack of space (or concern on the photgrapher’s part), 4 1/2 players from my team are shown patiently waiting their turn. Hopefully I still sold the batting stance with a steely look of determination in my eyes to distract from the photo’s numerous shortcomings. None of this even takes into account my era-appropriate mesh cap, messy (non-cleat) sneakers, unhinged stirrups over my socks, and crumpled hiked-up pants. It was the perfect storm of awkward youth sports photography.”

“My sisters and I thought it would be a nice Christmas present for our parents if we had a professional portrait taken of all our families. But the children were too young, and there were too many of them to get them all to look at the camera (much less smile) at the same time. The adults turned out good though.”